My husband and I recently moved from the Louisiana, Missouri area to Washington DC and we have lost hope of ever finding our east coast version of the Daybreak. Rather than compromising, we just rarely eat breakfast now. Not worth it. This is one of our favorite places on the planet and the thought of the place evokes warmth, acceptance, comedy and generosity. All descriptors reflect the owners.
The Daybreak sits a block up from the mighty Mississippi at the humble end of the main commercial street. The Daybreak is broken-in, well-lived and feels like sitting in the crowded kitchen of a seasoned, confident cook...the heat, bacon, maple, the scrapping of the spatula, coffee perking...pre-read, re-folded newspapers..local chatter., plates sliding..where's the ketchup??
The Daybreak makes the best donuts that we have ever tasted and all are handmade the morning before by owner Sean and maybe a helper...fresh, moist, chewy...The menu also offers the best biscuits & gravy we have ever had.We have tested the Daybreak by trying this regional delicacy in other places and we found that no restaurant can match it. Try the corned beef hash or the grilled donut with butter and syrup! Breakfast is inexpensive, portions are large and the coffee is strong and hot. Space is limited so come early, sit close to your neighbor, enjoy and clear out so the next visitor can make a memory at the Daybreak.
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